by Joanna Daniel |
Categories:
color,
Life is in pieces of black and white
Like a chessboard
The moonlight shines through darkness of night
Like a barcode
~
Noah chose a raven, then dove
Bad luck or peace?
A bride in white dressed in pure love
Black mourn decease
~
The penguin and the zebra
The snow leopard
White tiger and the panda
Monochrome weird
~
Milk boils when it is heated
Tar melts when hot
Cotton flies, wool is seated
Coal heats the pot
~
I print all of these lines
In jet black ink
On a white sheet designed
To make you think
02/21/17
by Janice Canerdy |
Categories:
animal, appreciation,
I love to see to see bunnies, so hoppy,
with small twitching noses and floppy,
cute ears or a llama,
the cause of such drama.*
I'm charmed by the unique okapi!
Stumped viewers are always inquiring,
“What IS that?” They stare, so admiring
this zebra-giraffe,** for
it is neither one nor
the other—and so awe-inspiring.
*a reference to the popular children’s story “Drama Llama”
(about a llama that gossips and stirs up trouble among the
other animals) and the topic of entertaining videos
**another name for the okapi, native to the Congo
by Ken Carroll |
Categories:
dream, fantasy, love,
My lover
speaks fire
laughs smoke
she is madness
spilled from
my imagination
My lover
with raven hair
of wooded fire
midsummer night
kisses of
heated lightning
My lover
with zebra thighs
breasts of clouds
hourglass waist
lips of champagne
ace of hearts
My lover
mother of pearl
eyes of blue siren
sings for me
no one ever hears
yesterday and tomorrow
My lover
Monday through Friday
swims in the ocean
that I prepare for her
comes and goes
to the sky...
by Kayod5 Kayode |
Categories:
home,
Solitude?Come not to us our is not a ghost city.
Fun seeker? Come not alone our canopy is big .
Our fresh oceanic cuisine is surplus and honeymixed.
Fear not when baby whales are washed to the semolina beach
Or when little children are basking on zebra and horses' manes
But jump on a tusker and have a whale of the tamer of forest.
The angels shall alight with the rising of the sun
With awesome fry-pan or leaf-cutter backyards,
Perch on love like butterfly and enjoy our moonlight rock and roll.
by Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen |
Categories:
love, nature, seasons,
Bullfrogs greeted dusk.
Evening clouds cooled the heat waves.
Gathering for night,
Zebra longwings butterflies,
Rested near a moonlit pond.
Gardenia fragrance
Permeated summer air
Contradicting lantana.
Butterflies fluttered.
Drinking their nectar of choice.
Love was also there.
Drifting through eternal dreams.
Uplifting memories…us.
Forever with me.
Reflections upon my life,
Made more beautiful by you.
ã June 2, 2012
Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
Written for Poetry Soup Member Contest: Lets Pass A Tanka Love Note
Sponsor ^Rick Parise
by Chipepo Lwele |
Categories:
allegory, nature,
Zebra,Donkey,Giraffe,Hippo,Elephant
Mango,Hibiscus,Neem,Baobab
Zambezi,Nile,Euphrates,Kafue
Victoria,Ontario,Tanganyika,Bangweulu
Everest,Kilimanjaro,Nanga Parbat
Red Sea,Mediterranen Sea
Pembrokeshire coast park
Victoria Falls
Lochinvar hot springs
chipepo lwele
PS;the reminder of the natural world around us.
the poem about animals, plants,rivers,lakes
,mountains,seas ,waterfalls and hot spring.
by Elizabeth Fowler |
Categories:
angel, blessing, god, journey, spiritual,
And who was to know this creature so beautiful stripped and wild
Was about to take the form of child.
A child that needed love and protecting from harm
Yet none was there to comfort, to alarm
The sting of life this child could feel
But soon no longer as she would heal
A journey so strong so very true
The colour was no longer an emotion, blue
A force from above became a force within,
Why oh why did this take so long to begin.
Why? My child I hear you ask,
For there were lessons you needed to pass.
Enjoy this life and share your love
For then you will know the freedom of a dove
For I see you child I know your heart,
Be sure to make your sweet sweet mark.
by Arthur Vaso |
Categories:
america, art, cinderella, deep, fantasy, journey, muse,
Black is not white
Nor is it black or white
Ask any purple Zebra
He will explain so colorfully
Illustrating the life and love
Of a dancing Gothic chicken
Around a lake of make-believe dreams
Steam punk trains
On the tracks of time
Tickets available
At yesterdays window
by Connie Pachecho |
Categories:
allusion, beauty, love,
the zebra took off to his greener pastures
he's lion in grass
for his love to be tiger
the zebra took off
connie pachecho
3/6/17
by Andrew Rakich |
Categories:
best friend, blessing, character, feelings, love hurts, sad love, women,
To Me
To me she is beautiful
A demonic angel in black and white
To me she is delusional
She sees a Zebra but on a moonless night
To me she is exceptional
I've never met her equal
To me she is too ethical
She'd make Marcus Aurelius quail
To me she is a stripper
She stripped my heart bare and nailed it to the rock
To me she is a gangster
A tougher man than many with a ****
To me she is a poet
She turns words into knives that tear me up
To me she is a guru
She showed me the light, by breaking it up.
To me she is a child
Stands with a fist at a hard hard world
To me she is a woman
Stands as the priest at my heart's burial
by Lei Strauss |
Categories:
valentines day,
"Take this fluffy pony painted black and white – this love in stripes."
To: Linda or Poet Destroyer
From: LS
by Ken Carroll |
Categories:
beautiful, beauty, kiss, love,
You lover
from the night
crept into
my room
and all of a sudden
there was the sound
of a passionate kiss
paradise shuttered with love.
And at that moment
the moon lifted up his brow
shining down upon you
revealing your soft form
a blazing sculptural art.
You my love
with thighs of zebra
coils of serpents
breasts of turtledoves
tender round hips.
Kiss me again
with purplish fire
of glowing lips
while our two wild manes
mingle their torrents...
by Fabiyas M V |
Categories:
life,
Sweet feminine syrup oozes out.
Soon he returns to the same pale valley.
The locomotive rhythm lulls him to snooze
near the kaleidoscope-window.
He’s been reinstalled on the border,
where the roar of terror never ceases,
like a statue of contradiction
with a rifle in hand
and love in heart.
Reunion is a recurring rapture.
She crosses the highway to pick him up.
What a pity!
A drunk-driver is a silhouette of death.
Lifting the latch of sleep,
he often slips out to the zebra crossing,
where she walks across with a bunch of dreams.
First published in The Literary Hatchet
by Ramona Dennis |
Categories:
fun, happy, nature,
Butterflies black and blue
Butterflies I see you
Pollinating as you do
Butterflies I see you
Butterflies orange and black
Butterflies please come back
Butterflies of pale hue
Butterflies in light blue
Zebra striped fluttering by
Butterflies in the sky
Painted lady, swallowtails
Sitting on the fence post nails
Butterflies pink and blue
Butterflies I love you
03/02/2023
You pick Again Poetry Contest
by Krish Radhakrishna |
Categories:
10th grade, 11th grade, 12th grade, 1st grade, 2nd grade, 3rd grade, 4th grade,
gold fish
was in love with
the gorgeous zebra fish
her love for her striped mate was blind
the two spawned to have their colour merged breed
love is love, colours mean nothing,
but anglers had their laughs
sold them as grilled
gold fish
3rd placement
Written 12/02/2022
Give me a Rictameter poetry contest
M L Kiser
2468108642 syllable count on PS syllable counter
by Caren Krutsinger |
Categories:
1st grade, 2nd grade, 3rd grade, 4th grade, 5th grade, 6th grade, animal,
Classy Zebra Queen with her dancing feet
She twirls and whirls and does a tango so sweet!
We love watching her stripes as they parade around.
Her hooves make an utterly beautiful sound!
Classy Zebra Queen you are one to watch.
Your dances take dancing up more than a notch.
Your moves are delicious, your twirling is sweet.
We surely do love your darling dancing feet!
by Unseeking Seeker |
Categories:
love, muse, spiritual,
Zebra lines, black and white, in stark contrast,
mirrors the play of life,
since neither pain nor joy does last;
why for then strife?
Hush the blush dear soul, there’s no need to rush,
blossom like a flower,
as pheromones mingle and gush
thus, hour by hour.
Let not zig zag patterns of illusion
bemuse our lower mind.
As spirit free from delusion,
choose pathways kind.
21-December-2022
Constance La France Zip, Zig, Zag, Zing form
Rhyme pattern: abab, cdcd, efef
syllable pattern: 10, 6, 8, 4 in each stanza
by Caren Krutsinger |
Categories:
2nd grade, 3rd grade, 4th grade, 5th grade, 6th grade, 7th grade, 8th grade,
Yesterday delightful. Sixty degrees.
Could have warmed us up.
I hid in the house, frightened by the love of it.
Today I am sitting in my yard, wearing zebra pajamas.
A zip up suit with a pink fringed hood and a tail.
The tail is not comfortable, but cute.
The wind is brisk, almost too much so.
I do not care.
I am content.
Soaking up nature’s offerings.
by Joe Flach |
Categories:
lost love,
Stripes on a zebra
The pattern of a leopard’s spots
These are things I may want to change
But know that I cannot
Your stripes are your selfishness
Your spots are your cheating ways
These are the markings that make you you
And are here, I’m afraid, to stay
The sun always rises in the east
And sets each day in the west
I’ll never be able to tame your beast
So, moving on, I think, is best
by Joe Flach for the "Serenity Response" contest
"accept things I cannot change"